Concerto for Flute

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Snoink wrote:No one can match the way her breasts move
en sposina
with each breath she takes
as she sings sweetly on silver.


this is pretty generic, pretty predictable. lots of description but little poetry. not much emotional or thematic substance. the quote is the only part i really liked.

don't try so hard: throw out some words, and let the poetry come naturally.



These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
— Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah